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[Gai is all too happy to oblige her, sliding his hands around to fumble with the front of it for a moment, trying to get it undone and off with hands made clumsy from excitement and arousal. It takes a couple of tries, but at last he's able to get it open. And he isn't even waiting for her to remove it completely-- the moment there's enough of a gap for him to slide his hands inside, that's exactly what he's going to do, moving them back to the position they'd been in mere moments before.

But this time there's nothing separating them; his hands are warm and rough on her skin, just ghosting over it and letting her adjust to this more intimate contact before he starts really getting into things.

And oh, does he ever want to touch her more.]

[She was right, it did feel better to have Gai's hands directly on her. Better than anything she'd ever felt before. Elizabeth's breath hitched, her back arched into Gai's hands, she spread her knees a little. She wasn't scared, she wanted more. Though she doesn't know how much more she wants or how 'more' works, she's trusting Gai to lead them.]

[Her hands moved backwards, resting on Gai's thighs for purchase.] I've never... [Elizabeth trails off, not even sure how to finish that sentence.]

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Been touched before?

[Fortunately Gai has no problems finishing that sentence for her. While he'd been expecting that answer, it's still nice to have confirmation of that fact so that he knows to be extra-gentle with her-- not that he planned on being anything else, but arousal can make it hard for him to hold back at times.]

Then you're going to be pleasantly surprised.

[Again he cups her breasts, just feeling their weight and warmth in his hands (they're the perfect size, just as he'd thought). When she arches into his touch, he grins, pleased, and experimentally brushes the pads of his thumbs over her nipples to see if he can get another reaction like that out of her.]

[It is a pleasant surprise. Elizabeth hadn't expected so much sensitivity there, and she doesn't expect the little shocked and pleasured noise that comes out of her mouth.]

[Even if it means pulling away from Gai's hands, she wants to feel more of him. She pulls back, pressing her back against Gai's chest.]

[Now it's Gai's turn to let out a pleased sound as she presses herself up against the bare skin of his chest-- the contact is almost electric, and he can't help the little shudder that runs through his body.]

You're sensitive.

[A bit of an obvious observation, but it pleases him. He drags his thumbs over her nipples again, giving a gentle pinch, then another.]

I... [She cries out again, numbly watching Gai's hands as they play with her. Whatever she's thinking about the experience, it's nothing cohesive or intelligent. All that's coming to her mind is how good it feels.]

...told you that... mmnh, no one's ever... ever... [Everyone had even attempted to avoid touching her. And the one time they had manhandled her, it was with cold, gloved hands.]

Yours are so warm.

[His own breath is coming harder and faster, as she'll no doubt be able to feel now that she's pressed against him. She isn't the only one getting turned on by all of this.

But this is for her, not for him, so he ignores his own building arousal to focus on pleasing her. He lowers his head again to drop a few more kisses on her neck and shoulder, his hands never stopping their movements over her breasts.]

I want to touch you everywhere. Here--

[Another pinch, tugging just slightly.]

-- and here...

[One hand slips from her breast, making its way down to her stomach and stroking.]

... and everywhere else.

[And he moves that hand on her stomach just the tiniest bit lower, as if asking permission to let it go to where he knows she wants it most.]

[She's incredibly sensitive, she realizes. Gai's hair falling over her shoulders when he lowers his head to her neck makes her shudder, his talking about where he wants to touch her makes her moan on every cue.]

[The hand slipping down her body and over her drawers leaves a trail of heat down her stomach, which continues and blossoms between her legs. That's where all of her arousal has been going, then. It makes sense, logically, but Elizabeth also feels a little trill of joy that she can feel this way. It had been one of her fears--that six months in Comstock House had made her unable to be close with someone. But that fear is far from true.]

[She pulls her hips up, trying to get Gai's hand where she wants it to go, pulling her knees apart a little more.] Touch me everywhere, everywhere Gai...

[If only she had any idea what those sounds she's making are doing to him... he finds himself suddenly very aware of just how uncomfortably tight his pants are now, a part of him wanting to stop what they're doing to just pull them off and toss them somewhere. But he doesn't want to kill the mood, and this is for her, not him. He wants to make her feel as good as possible tonight, make this something memorable.

He just had no idea how receptive she'd be to all of this, and how much that would turn him on too.]

All right...

[And then he's moving that hand down lower between her legs, rubbing her through the fabric, just feeling the heat there and relishing in the fact that he's the one who has brought her to this state. That realization causes a spike of arousal to race through his own body, from his stomach right down between his own legs, and he finds himself needing to shift positions just slightly to ease the almost unbearable tightness in his pants.

He wants her so, so much...]

[Elizabeth's reaction to his touch is immediate and strong. She bucks into Gai's hand, legs coming wide apart and her hands gripping his shoulders. It's amazing, damned amazing, it feels like she's slipping away into a warm and purely erotic place in her mind. She gasps and keens.]

Gai... Gai...! [She could almost be sobbing the sensation is so intense. Gai's arousal brushes against the small of her back as she rocks into Gai's hand. Maybe she should stop and help Gai out of the rest of his clothes...]

[...she's too fargone to stop on her own, though.]

[Between her reaction to the touching and her pressing back against his arousal, Gai can't quite manage to bite back the moan that escapes his own lips. He can't even find it in himself to be embarrassed by that sound; he's far too turned on to even care anymore, and all his mind can process right now is those cries Elizabeth is making and that heat beneath his fingers, the way she's arching into his touch. She's wet, he can feel that much even through the fabric, and he almost wants to just rip those drawers off and remove that last barrier between them.

It takes an incredible amount of willpower to still his hand where it's working between her legs. As hot as this is, this isn't how he wants her to come. No, he has other plans for that.]

Let's get these off...

[Gai stopping is almost like Elizabeth tripping and falling after running a mile. Her breath is coming as though she were just running too. She looks at the wall, disoriented and tingling, but manages to register what Gai is saying.]

...right, okay...

[...yes, she's moving now. She can move her arms and legs, she can. It just takes her a few moments to prop herself back up and turn around to face Gai. Her eyes fall on Gai's chest and hold there.]

I want to touch you first...

[His own breath is coming hard, so hard it almost surprises him-- he's used to working out, how can something like this manage to make him so breathless? But he manages a shaky laugh, his hands moving to his own belt to fumble with it in an attempt to get his pants off before this gets any more uncomfortable for him.]

I told you that you could indulge as much as you want, didn't I?

[Belt. Right. How do belts work? Get the little thing out of the hole, then pull...

He isn't even going to bother taking the belt out of the beltloops. All he wants is those pants off, and he's yanking the zipper down the moment he gets that belt undone, letting out a hiss of relief once he's freed from their confines. It's far from the most elegant removal of trousers ever, but it does the job and gets them off and then he's kicking them (and his shoes) somewhere off to the side.

He'll find them in the morning.]

[Elizabeth watches Gai unbelt and strip, looking at his underwear curiously when he finishes. It's very clear how aroused Gai is now, and she finds herself staring a little. She's absolutely never seen a real naked man before, and she's a little hesitant to be up close with Gai's... manhood.]

[Best to ease into it. Elizabeth reaches out, sliding a little closer, and places her palm on Gai's chest. She comes further into Gai, wanting a kiss.]

[He's all too happy to oblige that, slipping an arm around her waist to tug her into a deep, needy kiss. This time he's not going to hold back; there's no pretense, no attempt to hide just how worked up he is from all of this, because this time there's no need to fear things getting out of hand.

When her breasts come into contact with the bare skin of his chest, he lets another quiet sound slip out into that kiss. This is good, this is wonderful. He's almost surprised by how much just being close like this is getting him going, kissing and touching and other foreplay aside.

But he saw the way she'd been staring at him and he can guess at the reasons behind it. He'll help with the easing her into it process by using his free hand to nudge her leg, urging her to straddle his lap in the kiss.

Hopefully it won't be quite as intimidating if he can use it to make her feel good even BEFORE the underwear comes off.]

[Elizabeth slides easily against Gai, moving her leg around Gai's hip so she's kneeling just over his lap. It's even warmer close to him, pressed flush against him. She thinks for a crazy moment that she could simply live like this: open and trusting and in love and loved back.]

[She kisses him with a slight edge of desperation, as though if she begged him he could make the night last forever. Her hands run over his shoulders and down his back, feeling almost every muscle and vertibrae as she goes.]

[Her exploration goes back to Gai's chest, and she wonders if he would have the same reaction she did--so she mimics what Gai did with her nipples on him.]

[His response is immediate and intense, more intense than even he'd been expecting. He gasps, a shudder running through his body as his back arches, pushing himself into her touch.

His back isn't the only thing that arches, though-- on pure instinct, he's arching his hips too, rolling them up against her, wanting more contact in any way possible. His mind is too fuzzy to even be aware of what he's doing... he's never been this sensitive before, never desired anyone as much as he does right now.

His body may want this, but so too does his heart. Every touch, every caress from Elizabeth is stoking a fire within him. He wants to just push her down on the bed and pleasure her until she screams herself hoarse not because of his ego, but because he genuinely wants to make her happy. This is brand-new and frightening and wonderful all at the same time.]

[She has a moment of mischievous glee when Gai responds exactly like she had--and then something hard is rolling against her and Elizabeth is gasping and crying out in ecstasy. She knows exactly what that was, and the fact that the only thing separating that contact is some underwear is probably what makes the moment that delicious.]

Oh my God, Gai! [She cries out again as she seats herself fully on Gai's lap and pushes down onto him. Elizabeth's hands are in Gai's hair and her mouth is trying to kiss him and talk at the same time.]

I love you Gai, I love you, don't let go of me, don't leave me alone!

I won't, I won't, I promise I won't... I love you too--!

[Even though he's more babbling than anything else at this point and only dimly aware of what exactly it is that he's saying, that doesn't make the sentiment behind it any less real. He's not sure where to put his hands, running them up and down her back, then lower, then around and up to tease at her breasts again as he rocks his hips up against her, keeping them pressed together and just grinding with shameless abandon.

God, he could lose it from this alone...]

[Elizabeth is barely registering what she and Gai are saying, it's just a complete outpouring of her heart and her feelings. If Gai left her alone in that bedroom at that moment, Elizabeth knows her heart would break and she would die there.]

[She moves with Gai's hips, breath coming harder and faster, her harsh exhaling turning into wanton moans each louder than the last. The last straw is Gai's hands on her breasts again--Elizabeth holds his hands there, pleasure forking from between her legs and over her thighs.]

Oh God... [She whimpers, hands gripping Gai's more tightly than she ever has.] Oh God, oh GodohGodohGod, Gai!

[Had he enough conscious thought left to do anything besides continue to rock against her, he'd be thrilled by the sounds she's currently making. She's liking this, she's loving it, and the fact that she's being so vocal about it would be (were his brain functioning properly) one of the most erotic things he's ever experienced.

It isn't until he feels a familiar tightening sensation in his stomach that he realizes what's about to happen-- that he isn't the only one about to go right over the edge.

No, no, not like this, this isn't what I wanted...

Stopping the motions of his hips is probably the single hardest thing he's ever done in his life, because oh god does his body want to just finish what they'd started, they're both so close...]

Elizabeth...

[He can barely get the word out, can hardly think beyond his arousal, his entire body screaming at him to keep going.]

Not like this... I don't want...

[He has to grope for every word, try to remember just how speech works.]

I wanted to...

[What was it that he'd wanted to do?]

... my hands. My mouth. Touching you.

[Touching her without this stupid fabric in-between them. Something a little more romantic, more intimate than just desperate partially-clothed rutting against each other.]

What? [Gai stopping his motions yanks Elizabeth back from the edge faster than if she'd fallen off the bed entirely. Her hands loosen on Gai's, her chest heaving as she catches her breath. Her hands are shaking too, her entire body is shaking with adrenaline as she comes down from her near miss.]

[She isn't sure what Gai wants, and Elizabeth forgives him for not being able to communicate it. She can barely form sentences either. So she nods, nods and accepts.]

Okay... okay... [She slides off of Gai's lap, nearly cross-eyed, exhausted in a heap in front of him.] ...I can't feel my legs.

[Gai is a bit better about regaining his composure than she is thanks to years of discipline and training; a few moments of deep breaths later and he's back enough to grin at her, shaky though it is.]

That means I'm doing something right.

[Her brain doesn't seem to be functioning quite yet, so he'll just help her, slipping an arm around her back to help ease her down against the pillows.]

We'll need to get those off...

[And by "those" he means her drawers, which... will definitely need a washing tomorrow. He is quite proud of that fact, because he is an eighteen-year-old boy with a considerable ego where things like that are concerned.

He leans down to kiss her, just soft and deep and slow, and his hands move to start inching that fabric down over her hips.]

[Elizabeth groans as Gai helps her down, and the pillows feel so soft against her head she thinks she's a princess for a moment. She smiles up at Gai, resting a hand on his shoulder. The near climax has left her sensitive and a little stupid, but she's no less completely enamored with Gai.]

[She grins and curls her finger into a lock of Gai's hair as he leans down to kiss her. It's a welcome pace after the rush they got into earlier. And when she feels Gai pushing down her drawers she grins.]

Gai... [She pulls on his hair a little.] They have buttons.

[Buttons? He pauses in his attempt to get them off to look down and... sure enough, there they are. Buttons. His arch-enemy.]

Like I said, bra and panties.

[He's hyped up on adrenaline and arousal and his fingers are a little clumsy as he works on them, but he can forgive their existence if she'll keep tugging on his hair like that because wow that's kind of hot.

The fact that he enjoys that will likely be coming across in the increased intensity of his kiss. It's far less restrained now as he nips at her lips, wanting to find some way to release a little bit of pent-up tension while he works on getting those blasted drawers off.]

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